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(high intensity music)

- I need you to make sure that nigga, Brick,

stays locked up.

- It'll take a little bit more

than a few cash payments to square that type of deal.

(YaYa gasping) (YaYa moaning)

- You got 30 days to get your shit

and get the fuck up on outta here,

or I'ma come back and I'ma remove you myself.

You don't want that.

- What the fuck is this?

- I'm Terrance's girlfriend, Lashay.

- Girlfriend?

- Cousin found a way to sell drugs up out

that motherfucker, completely undetected.

- You need a place to move all your shit

out of there temporarily, take Brick,

get out and figure out what the plan is.

- Well nice to meet you, Bill.

I'm Brenda.

- Me as well, Miss Brenda.

- You think you'll still gimme your job?

- Girl, with all that ass, the real question is,

can you move that thing?

- So what's next?

(high intensity music)

- I'm assigning you a new partner.

Matter of fact, here he comes now.

- Sup, partner? (high intensity music)

(bouncy music)

* Ready though *

* She said she wanna go to Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's 'cause she know that it ain't no town *

* In the world that can sound like this *

* She wanna kick into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life, that's my town *

* Living in the fast lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown city in the blues *

* Feel like Berry Gordy when I step inside this booth *

* Hand me the Diana, we gon' come and sing the tunes *

* Rockin, hit up Sara when I need to buy some more, yeah *

* Baby, at the Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's 'cause she know that it ain't no town *

* In the world that could sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* Fast cars, fast life, that's my town *

* Living in the fast lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown, Motown *

(high intensity music)

- [Captain] Officer.

- Hey, how you doing, Captain?

- Terrance, this is Shawn, your new partner.

- New partner?

Captain, why the hell do I need a new partner?

- Because I assigned you to a case over a year ago,

officer, that you haven't been able to fuckin' solve!

As a matter of fact, that shit around here,

just getting even further outta control.

- Captain, that's some bullshit.

You know that's not my fault.

- It doesn't matter whose fault it is, okay?

The Chief of Police has threatened to come down here

and fire my whole department any day now, with me in it!

(high intensity music)

- Well, I mean, I actually been doing my own investigation

on the case, so...

- Captain, is this really necessary?

- Yes, it is, all right?

So will you please let the officer finish?

- Yeah, like I was saying,

apparently one of our informants, Nikki,

the one that's missing,

she was sleeping with one of of the bouncers

down at The Dirty D.

- That's good.

That's real good.

You see that, Terence?

This is exactly why you need a partner, okay?

Because two heads, better than just one.

(secretary knocking on door)

It's open.

- Captain, there's two people out here to see you.

- Ask them to wait one minute, please.

- Sure thing.

(high intensity music)

- I want you two to go in and get to know each other

a little bit better, all right?

We'll finish this at another time.

(high intensity music)

(Shawn sighing)

- [Captain] Officer. - All right, Cap.

- Some bullshit!

- Damn, man, I ain't that bad to work with.

You'll be all right, dog.

(door opening) (door closing)

Shit, left my damn note.

(high intensity music)

- Hello!

Captain, I'm Agent Michelle

and this is Agent Corey.

(high intensity music)

- What in the hell is all this about?

- So we have one of your officers under investigation,

and I can assure you right now, Captain,

we won't lay this investigation down

until we get to the bottom of this.

(high intensity music)

- We'll be in touch.

- What's up, lady?

- I prefer people to knock,

instead of just walking into my office.

- Damn, man, you always this uptight, dud?

- Nah, not with my family and friends,

but you aren't either one of those.

- Look man, I don't want no smoke, bro.

- Stay in your lane, and we won't have any, officer.

- Look, man, whether you like that shit or not, dog,

we partners, man.

We gonna be in some dangerous ass situations

in these streets, man.

I need to know that you got my back, for real.

- See, you never have to worry about if I have your back

anytime we on duty.

I took an oath, and I stand by that.

- Yeah, I hear you, man.

So what's up with this Tiffany Davis murder?

Any new leads on it?

- Just a few random tips.

I mean, nothing really checked out yet.

- Shit crazy as hell, man.

Like how do a well known chick

like that just come up missing

in one of the most popular clubs in Detroit?

Ain't nobody heard shit, nobody seen shit.

Shit smell like a coverup.

- See, the Davis's are pretty smart,

so you gotta expect them to move like that.

(Shawn sighing)

- Hey, the Captain ain't told you?

Somebody in this department getting investigated

by internal affairs.

- And how you know that?

- I was in the office grabbing my notebook

and shit, and I heard him talking to two agents in there.

- What?

- Yeah.

Hope y'all niggas on the up and up around this bitch, man.

For real.

(high intensity music)

(hospital PA system chiming)

- Hey, how you doing?

- Hi, how can I help you?

- I'm here to pick up Kyra.

- Kyra?

Okay.

(phone buttons clicking)

Hi, is Kyra ready for discharge?

Okay, her ride is here.

(phone receiver clicking onto switch)

Okay, if you could have a seat in the waiting area,

somebody will bring her up in a sec.

- Okay, thank you. - [Nurse] Thank you.

(clipboard clanking)

- Lashay, what you doing over here

on our side of the clinic?

- Girl, trying to pick up some extra hours.

You know the clinic's slow right now,

so when I found out y'all needed help with y'all charts,

girl, I volunteered.

- Girl, it's been crazy over here.

I got three patients waiting to be discharged

and I still gotta get discharge papers.

- Well, I can help you with that.

- Oh my god, you're such a lifesaver!

This was for room four.

She should be about ready to go.

- All right, thank you, girl.

- Thank you.

- What the fuck?

- Kyra?

- Where's the other nurse?

- She went to go help another patient.

- Can I just get my discharge paper so I can go?

- Wait, hold on.

According to this paperwork,

it says you was about 13 weeks pregnant.

Was Terrance the father of that baby?

- That's none of your damn business.

And if any of my confidential information get out here,

I'm suing you and this whole fucking clinic.

(clipboard clinking)

(monitors beeping) (patient coughing)

- Hey, girl.

You okay?

- I'm good, I'm just ready to go home so I can lay down.

- Okay, thank you.

I'm gonna go ahead and let's get you home.

- What's going on, Cap?

- Apparently, the chief

and the prosecutor just had to call a meeting.

- What's the occasion?

- As soon as that superstar decides to get here,

we'll find out.

- Gentlemen, Prosecutor Daniels and I called this meeting

to discuss the Brick Davis case.

- What I'm holding here says

that this department alone has spent millions of dollars

on this Brick Davis case.

But yet, we still have nothing concrete on him.

What does that mean, Captain?

- I mean, shit, we got him locked up.

That gotta count for something.

- What it means, officer,

is that my office has finagled the paperwork

to keep him there, but unfortunately,

our time is running out.

- The bottom line is this,

I made it very clear to you how important this case was

to our office, and you assured me, Captain,

that your men could handle it.

- And we can! - Can you?

Because it sure the fuck the don't look like it

to me right now!

- And I agree with chief.

I mean, if anything, this case is getting worse

by the fucking minute, Captain.

- Captain,

so you have exactly 30 days to bring me something

my office can actually use

or you and your entire department will be standing

in the unemployment line!

(high intensity music)

- Good day, gentlemen.

- Motherfucker! (chair clattering)

(high intensity music) Go to work!

(officers muttering and sighing)

(customers chattering)

(high intensity music)

- Bitch.

- Mmm, it's supposed to be some big money in here tonight!

- Yeah, I heard.

- Yeah, bitch, I ain't know you had all that ass

in them cheap (indistinct) outfits.

(Kyra laughing) - Shut the fuck up, fool.

Give me a shot of something, bitch.

I'm nervous as hell.

- I got you.

(high intensity music)

Take a sip of this.

- What is it? - Girl, just drink it.

It's gonna calm your nerves down.

Damn, bitch, I said a sip!

These niggas don't want no drunk ass lap dance.

- Can't even believe I'm doing this shit.

- Do you really have a choice?

How long you think Brick couple of dollars

gonna last you over?

- You sound just like Brick's snake ass lawyer.

- No, no, no, I sound like a real friend

that don't wanna see you put out on your ass.

- Give me another sip.

- No.

Do you know the difference between the bitches making bread

and the weak hoes in here?

Confidence.

Now bitch, get your shit together and go on out there.

- Girl, give me one more sip.

- No!

Go, Ky!

Bye!

(bouncy music)

* When I popped out like a (indistinct) *

* College, brief case, no wallet *

* Just blew a thing *

- Damn, baby, what's up with a perfect dance?

(Kyra sighing)

- Come on.

* Might've said I love her but I never made a promise *

* She wants seeds, told her nothing gonna blossom *

* Badger me for info (indistinct) *

- I'm ready when you are.

(bouncy music)

(Kyra slapping Shawn's hand)

- No touching, club rules.

- Damn, club rules?

I think I can break a few of those.

- And what makes you so special?

- I mean, shit, I am part owner of this motherfucker.

- Oh my god!

Not this shit again.

- This shit?

- I'm in here dancing now because I fucked with the owner

at the club I worked at last time.

Worst mistake I could have ever made.

- I look like I'd make be a mistake to you?

- No, but you a fine ass dude,

look like you would be a little trouble though.

- Shit, life be boring as hell without a little bit

of trouble every now and then, you know?

(bouncy music) Come here.

* I go over anything like ranch *

* Facts * * Fuck *

* Think I want a yacht and a ranch, yes *

* Hit the boulevard and hit my dance *

* Everybody wanna be a boss, but they can't *

* But they motherfucking can't *

* Yeah, I go *

- You make sure you ask them,

is there anything else that they need?

- Okay.

(bouncy music)

- Hey.

- Hey, what's up?

- Why is he still working here?

Ain't he one of Brick people?

- Yeah, he is, but I mean,

we need somebody that the customers are familiar with, so.

- Come on, Ya, you know better.

We can't trust him.

- What?

What could he possibly do?

He's a damn bouncer, Jovan.

- And that's your problem.

You always underestimate people.

(bouncy music)

- Let's not forget who's in charge here.

I got this.

(bouncy music)

- Can I get a shot of tequila and a glass, sis?

- Absolutely. - Thank you.

(bouncy music)

- What's up, hun?

- What's up with it?

- What time you takin your break?

I need to holler at you about something.

- You know what I mean,

I could take one in the next 30 minutes.

- All right, bet.

Meet me in my car out back.

- All right.

(bouncy music)

(car door closing)

- So what's going on?

- Rick needs your help.

- My who?

Why can't he just ask his new bitch Kyra to help him?

- Look, we don't got time for that fucking drama

between bitches right now.

We need to figure out

how we can get our VIPs in though.

We at a new location right now.

- Look, I'm not getting what you're saying.

- You don't need to.

The less you know, the better.

Look, you need to figure out how we can get these cards

I give you when we get back in there to our customers

once I let you know who they is.

- So if it's that simple, then why don't you just do it?

- It's YaYa husband watching me like a fucking hawk.

I just don't need him getting suspicious right now.

You know what I'm saying?

- So it sounds like I'm about to be putting my job

at jeopardy, and you know I'm gonna have

to be properly compensated, right?

- You know we got you.

- Wait, so you and Brick are partners now?

- (indistinct), baby.

It been like that.

- Hmm.

Well, bitch, you know I'm always down for whatever.

- How much time you got on your break?

- Hmm.

Enough. (bouncy music)

(metal clanking)

* Call it what you want *

* My dog hit my line, I hit him back, like what you want *

* I'm like woo *

* Hit the fucking one *

* Took a right turn and now we back inside the (indistinct) *

* I'm like woo *

* And you know what *

* (indistinct) dedicated, get the music just to blow up *

* Every year that passes, feel the pressure as I grow up *

* Way more pressure on me *

- [Bouncer] Money Mike!

What's going on, bro?

- Been dope, bro.

Shit, what's up with that VIP tonight, bro?

(bouncy music)

- Shit kind of dry, to be honest.

- Word? - Yeah.

I heard shit popping over there

on the strip club on Fenkell.

- All right, my nigga.

Well, shit, good looking.

- [Boom] For sure.

- I'll head on over there right now,

check that shit out, my baby.

- Be safe, Money Mike. - [Money Mike] For sure.

(bouncy music)

- What was that about?

- He didn't want to get searched.

- Conversation seemed long as fuck for a nigga

that didn't want to get searched.

- Fuck you want me to do,

talk to the people or throw him out on his fucking head?

- What's your name, nigga?

- Boom, nigga!

- All right, Boom.

There's something I need you to do.

I know your daddy Brick not here,

(Boom chuckling)

so I'm gonna need you to strap your motherfucking nuts on,

do the job I'm paying you to do.

Am I clear?

- Man.

All right, you make sure you do what your bitch

telling you to do, nigga.

- Got you. - Don't fuckin' touch me.

- And yo, X. - [X] Yeah, boss.

- I need you to watch the door.

This nigga here, Boom, gonna watch the floor tonight.

- Fuck outta here, man.

* I don't need permission *

* I'll do it all today *

* Haters can't believe it, man *

* That's all they gonna say *

* See this place up on my Spotify *

* That's money in the bank, up out my face *

* Hey, don't got time to waste *

* I don't need permission, I'ma do it all today *

* Haters can't believe it, man *

* That's all they gonna say *

* See this place up on my Spotify *

* That's money in the bank *

* I remember back when they said I don't do a thing *

* Now shorty, why you talking here *

* That's why you a fling, ooh *

* Did it by myself, no, no, no *

* I don't need a thing *

- Oh, hey baby, how you doing tonight?

- I'm good.

- What can I get you?

Where Malik at?

- Well, he's off, but I can help you with whatever you need.

- Well, I need to bottle of champagne.

- Well, we're out of the black bottles right now,

but we are connected to a flood

that's gotten more special tonight, so go ahead,

check 'em out.

- All right, appreciate that.

- Yeah, for sure.

- Get that update?

- Yeah, loud and clear.

- What's happening, bro?

What's the word?

- Hey, I got the memo.

Shit back on and popping, ain't it?

- Nigga, what memo?

(high intensity music)

- Memo, I just left Dirty D, man.

One of them bitches slipped me a card with some info.

Got a new spot, go get some bottles.

- Fuck.

- What, you ain't know?

Thought you and Brick was partners.

(high intensity music)

- Shit, I thought so too.

(clock ticking)

Shit just ain't happening.

- Hey man, I don't know what y'all got going on.

If the price is right, copy.

Business is business.

(clock ticking) (high intensity music)

- All right.

(clock ticking) (high intensity music)

(prisoners yelling)

(high intensity music)

(prisoners yelling)

(high intensity music)

(prisoners yelling)

(high intensity music)

(door buzzing)

- Hey, what's up, man?

How you feeling, how you holding up?

- Hey listen, I don't know who the fuck you are,

and I don't know who the fuck you working for,

but what I do know, you gonna be one dead motherfucker

if you keep on playing with me.

- What, man, what is you-

- Nigga, I know my fingerprints not being

on that badge was enough to get me the fuck up outta here.

A simple motion,

motion you have yet to file.

Care to tell me why?

- Brick, it's not that easy, man.

It's a whole process. - Man, listen here,

You either file that motion to get me the fuck up

out this bitch or this is gonna be your last case.

(door buzzing) (high intensity music)

(lighthearted music)

(Brenda humming)

- Ooh, what's all of this?

- What are you still doing here?

I told you I'm expecting company.

- Don't worry, I'm about to go.

- Hopefully to find a damn job.

- Look good.

At eight o'clock at night, ma?

Really?

- Walmart is open 24 hours.

- And you know I'm not about to work in no damn Walmart.

- What you about to be is homeless.

- You ain't gonna put your grandkids out.

- You may be right about that,

but that ain't got shit to do with your ass.

- Ooh. - Mm, mm.

- You know what?

Bye, ma.

I'll be back later.

- Much later.

- Bye!

(lighthearted music) (Brenda humming)

(doorbell ringing)

- [Bill] Hope I'm not too early.

- You are right on time.

- I have something for you.

- Cute.

What are we celebrating?

- Honestly, it's the only bag they had.

(Brenda laughing)

- You can have a seat.

- Thank you.

(lighthearted music)

(Bill sighing)

That was good.

- Well, thank you.

- I haven't had a good meal, good home cooked meal

like that, I mean...

Look, I'll just say it's been a lot of cheeseburgers

and chicken wings for me out here lately, so.

(Brenda laughing) - Stop it.

Listen, a good man deserves a home cooked meal

a few times a week.

- Yo, if only every woman thought the way you do.

- Most women do think that way.

Problem is finding a man that's worth doing all that for.

Come on, now.

Most men want wife duties without husband responsibilities.

- Yeah, I get your point, I get your point.

It's one way of thinking about it.

- Absolutely.

Would you like dessert?

- You know what?

Think I have a taste for something chocolate.

- Really?

And what did you have in mind?

(lighthearted music) * I just wanna *

* I just wanna *

(lighthearted music)

* Do things, I just wanna *

* I just wanna *

* I just wanna *

* Do things, I just wanna *

- What if Terrance walked in here?

- Damn, baby girl, you been avoiding me?

- Speaking of moving on...

I'ma call you later.

- Why would I be avoiding you?

- Shit, probably 'cause you scared.

- Why would I be scared of you?

- You know if you let me close, you gonna fall in love.

- Yeah, I'm not looking for love.

- That's because your ex got you fucked up in the head.

- And how do I know you gonna be any different?

- Shit, you don't know.

You gonna have fun while you finding out though.

(lighthearted music)

* We've come so far since we began *

* This love *

* Been through the trenches *

* Seen so many ups and downs *

* Like we barely even touch the ground *

* I love you more each day *

* And I pray I can push my ego out the way *

* But you know it'll be okay *

* Yeah *

* I was standing right there *

* In the middle of the summer with my arms out wide *

* Trying to turn back the hands of time *

- Your hands feel good.

You know when this shit go down, you mine, right?

- I know.

I just don't want a relationship to be the reason

that I lose myself again.

- Shit, I understand, man.

I want you to have your independence and everything,

but I do expect you to stop stripping soon.

You need a real job.

I mean, shit, you got a whole God damn college degree

out here, you need to put that bitch to use.

- I know.

- You know or you will?

- I will.

- That's what I like to hear, baby.

(upbeat music)

* But I don't think that I can *

* And I told her I would stay away from women *

* And the deals, but I'm sorry, but I can't *

* Ooh I told you I would change *

* But I don't think that I can *

* And I told her (indistinct) *

* But it only stay the same *

(upbeat music)

* I don't wonder about her *

- What's good, boy? - What's going on, cuz?

You all right? - Slow motion, dude.

- Hey, babe, can you excuse us real quick?

- Okay, baby.

I'ma go check on the girl.

- All right, bet.

God damn, nigga.

Y'all getting serious as fuck, huh?

You got her counting your money,

kissing all in the mouth and shit.

- Chill out, bro.

You act like we about to get married or some shit.

Nah, I fuck with India the long way, bro.

- India, nigga?

You calling her by her government, nigga?

Oh yeah, you in love like a motherfucker.

- All the hoes you done fucked in here?

I get serious about one and you talking shit.

- Nigga, I'm just saying, nigga,

don't get all pussy when you get to pillow talking and shit.

We be moving smart as hell.

- Bro, when have I ever came close to fuckin' that up?

- Yeah, I ain't never seen your in love either.

- You're not supposed to, but I got this.

- Yeah, I hear you, nigga.

So what's up with this new business proposition, Doug?

- Man, it's crazy bro.

My cousin came up with a hell of a plan, bro,

using the champagne bottles to bring that shit in.

(high intensity music)

- Champagne bottles?

It sound like that shit that the police investigating

over at the Dirty D.

- Yeah, that's my cousin's shit.

- Man, don't tell me this nigga Brick your cousin, Doug?

- Yeah, why?

You know him?

- Man, this nigga hot as fuck, Doug.

If you fuck with this nigga,

we definitely gonna get into some shit, man.

- Bro, ain't shit gonna go wrong, bro.

Trust me.

- Know y'all niggas ain't bitchin' up,

thinking about backing out of our deal.

You know that wouldn't be good business, right?

- The fuck is you, nigga?

Who let you up in this bitch, dud?

- I will have keys to where our product is, right?

- [Shawn] Ice man, who the fuck is this nigga?

- The nigga you gonna have a problem with

if you try to back out this deal.

- Nigga, fuck you, nigga!

- Bro, chill, chill!

Bro, man, shout out my business partner, bro,

and part owner of this club.

- I don't give a fuck who he is.

We got a agreement, nigga, and y'all gonna stick to it!

- What, nigga? - You gonna be smoked, nigga!

- Chill the fuck out, man!

- Fuck is you talking about?

- Hey, Shawn.

Look, Brick my cousin, bro.

And I don't give a fuck how hot that nigga is,

he ain't gonna never switch on us, bro.

Plans haven't changed.

That's the money I owe you for the last shipment.

- All right, see y'all next week.

(high intensity music)

- [Shawn] This shit go left, don't say I ain't say shit.

- Man, this shit ain't gonna go left, bro.

Trust me.

- All right, dude.

Boy, this nigga, man.

(high intensity music)

- All right, I'll take care of that

when I'm back in the office tomorrow.

All right, thank you.

Hey, what's up, baby?

You been quiet.

You good?

- I got a lot on my mind.

- You can talk to me.

That's what I'm here for.

- It's work related.

- Okay, something work related got you lost

in thought like that?

(Lashay sighing)

(glass clanking)

- Did you know that Kyra was pregnant?

- What the fuck did you just say to me?

- I went into the clinic to pick up some extra hours

and Kyra was one of my patients.

She had just gotten an abortion.

- And when was this?

- I said a couple days ago.

- And you just now telling me this shit?

- Because it's confidential.

And why the fuck is you so mad that your ex was pregnant?

- You know what, it's cool.

Let's just drop it.

- No, it's not cool.

Look, if you still in love with Kyra, you need to tell me.

I told you I wasn't about to do this back

and forth shit with you.

It's me or nothing.

- So what the fuck is you saying, Lashay?

- Just what the fuck I said.

If you think I'm about to sit around and wait for you

to figure out what the fuck it is that you want,

you got me sadly mistaken, my nigga.

You know what?

Let me get my shit and get the fuck up outta here.

I don't even want to be around you no more.

(high intensity music)

(door opening)

(high intensity music) (chains rattling)

- Hey, who the fuck are you?

(high intensity music)

- The person hopefully about to get you up outta here.

- Oh, yeah, who hired you?

- Right now, that's not important, Mr. Davis, okay?

What matters most is- - [Bailiff] All rise

for the honorable George Vale presiding!

- You may be seated.

Good morning!

Are we ready to proceed with this matter?

- Your Honor, I would like to ask

for a continuance on behalf of my client, Mr. Davis.

I was just hired this morning to represent Mr. Davis,

and I haven't had time to properly go over the case yet.

- I'm gonna have to object to that, your Honor.

You know as well as I do that this case has been going on

far longer than any of us had hoped for it to.

So at this time, we do wish to proceed

with the charges that the state has brought forth

against Mr. Davis.

- I agree.

- Your Honor- - Counsel, we are proceeding.

(high intensity music)

In the case of the State of Michigan versus Brick Davis

on the charges of count one, money laundering

in the first offense, count two, drug trafficking,

and count three, attempted murder.

- Attempted murder?

- Counsel, control your client.

- Your Honor, there seems to be some confusion

on the charges.

We weren't aware of any attempted murder charges.

- Excuse me, your Honor, if I may.

Excuse me, counsel, did you just say

that Mr. Davis's original lawyer never,

he never discussed these charges with his client?

- Man, my last lawyer was a snake.

He ain't go over shit with me.

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- Order in the court!

One more outburst like that,

and I'll throw everybody in jail for contempt!

This is one big mess!

I'm ajourning this case for 30 days.

- Your Honor,

we object to a continuance in this matter.

I mean, regardless of Mr. Davis's attorney issues,

we do wish to proceed at this time with these charges.

- Counsel, how can we proceed with these charges

and we don't even know what the proper charges are?

- Your Honor, we ask for a continuance in this matter

and also to request bail for my client.

He's been sitting in jail for a month,

not to mention losing his wife while incarcerated.

That's a clear violation of my client's civil rights!

- Your Honor, considering the severity of these charges,

it is obvious that that man, Brick Davis,

is a clear menace to society.

- Charges that my client has not been found guilty of!

- Yet, counsel.

Your Honor, not only is he an imminent threat to society,

but he is also a clear flight risk.

I mean, his only ties to the city of Detroit was his wife,

Tiffany Davis, who he just recently discovered

to be murdered.

A man was such power, who's to say he had nothing

to do with that?

- Wait, what?

- So I strongly urge against the court

in granting a bond to Brick Davis!

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- I've heard enough.

Court will take a quick recess,

and I'll return with my decision.

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- You may be seated.

After carefully listening to arguments of both sides

of this case, I've come to a decision regarding bail

for Mr. Brick Dates.

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* So despicable to be a criminal *

* And damn, it feels good to be a criminal *

* So despicable to be unthinkable *

* Damn it feels good to feel good *

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- [YaYa] Who the fuck is this bitch?

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* I'm a criminal *

* I'm a criminal *

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